Isaiah 42
1 Behold my servant whom I uphold, mine elect [in whom] my soul delighteth! I will put my Spirit upon him; he shall bring forth judgment to the nations.
Se min Tjener, ved hvem jeg holder fast, min udvalgte, hvem jeg har kær! Paa ham har jeg lagt min Aand, han skal udbrede Ret til Folkene.
2 He shall not cry, nor lift up, nor cause his voice to be heard in the street.
Han raaber og skriger ikke, løfter ej Røsten paa Gaden,
3 A bruised reed shall he not break, and smoking flax shall he not quench: he shall bring forth judgment according to truth.
bryder ej knækket Rør og slukker ej rygende Tande. Han udbreder Ret med Troskab,
4 He shall not faint nor be in haste, till he have set justice in the earth: and the isles shall wait for his law.
vansmægter, udmattes ikke, før han faar sat Ret paa Jorden; og fjerne Strande bier paa hans Lov.
5 Thus saith God, Jehovah, he that created the heavens and stretched them out, he that spread forth the earth and its productions, he that giveth breath unto the people upon it, and spirit to them that walk therein:
Saa siger Gud HERREN, som skabte og udspændte Himlen, udbredte Jorden med dens Grøde, gav Folkene paa den Aandedræt og dem, som vandrer der, Aande.
6 I, Jehovah, have called thee in righteousness, and will take hold of thy hand; and I will preserve thee, and give thee for a covenant of the people, for a light of the nations,
Jeg, HERREN, har kaldet dig i Retfærd og grebet dig fast om Haand; jeg vogter dig, og jeg gør dig til Folkepagt, til Hedningelys
7 to open the blind eyes, to bring forth the prisoner from the prison, them that sit in darkness out of the house of restraint.
for at aabne de blinde Øjne og føre de fangne fra Fængslet, fra Fangehullet Mørkets Gæster.
8 I am Jehovah, that is my name; and my glory will I not give to another, neither my praise to graven images.
Jeg er HERREN, saa lyder mit Navn. Jeg giver ej andre min Ære, ej Gudebilleder min Pris.
9 Behold, the former things are come to pass, and new things do I declare: before they spring forth will I cause you to hear them.
Hvad jeg forudsagde, se, det er sket, jeg forkynder nu nye Ting, kundgør dem, før de spirer frem.
10 Sing unto Jehovah a new song, his praise from the end of the earth, ye that go down to the sea, and all that is therein, the isles and their inhabitants.
Syng HERREN en ny Sang, hans Pris over Jorden vide; Havet og dets Fylde skal juble, fjerne Strande og de, som bebor dem;
11 Let the wilderness and the cities thereof lift up [their voice], the villages that Kedar doth inhabit; let the inhabitants of the rock sing, let them shout from the top of the mountains:
Ørkenen og dens Byer stemmer i, de Lejre, hvor Kedar bor; Klippeboerne jubler, raaber fra Bjergenes Tinder;
12 let them give glory unto Jehovah, and declare his praise in the islands.
HERREN giver de Ære, forkynder hans Pris paa fjerne Strande.
13 Jehovah will go forth as a mighty man, he will stir up jealousy like a man of war: he will cry, yea, he will shout; he will shew himself mighty against his enemies.
HERREN drager ud som en Helt, han vækker som en Stridsmand sin Kamplyst, han udstøder Krigsskrig, han brøler, æsker sine Fjender til Strid.
14 Long time have I holden my peace; I have been still, I have restrained myself: I will cry like a woman that travaileth; I will blow and pant at once.
En Evighed lang har jeg tiet, været tavs og lagt Baand paa mig selv; nu skriger jeg som Kvinde i Barnsnød, stønner og snapper efter Luft.
15 I will lay waste mountains and hills, and dry up all their herbs; and I will make the rivers islands, and I will dry up the pools.
Jeg gør Bjerge og Høje tørre, afsvider alt deres Grønt, gør Strømme til udtørret Land, og Sumpe lægger jeg tørre.
16 And I will bring the blind by a way that they know not, in paths that they know not will I lead them; I will make darkness light before them, and crooked things straight. These things will I do unto them, and not forsake them.
Jeg fører blinde ad ukendt Vej, leder dem ad ukendte Stier, gør Mørket foran dem til Lys og Bakkelandet til Slette. Det er de Ting, jeg gør, og dem gaar jeg ikke fra.
17 They shall be turned back, they shall be covered with shame, that confide in graven images, that say to the molten images, Ye are our gods.
Vige og dybt beskæmmes skal de, som stoler paa Billeder, som siger til støbte Billeder: »I er vore Guder!«
18 — Hear, ye deaf; and look, ye blind, that ye may see.
I, som er døve, hør, løft Blikket, I blinde, og se!
19 Who is blind, but my servant? and deaf, as my messenger whom I sent? Who is blind as he in whom I have trusted, and blind as Jehovah's servant,
Hvo er blind, om ikke min Tjener, og døv som Budet, jeg sendte? Hvo er blind som min haandgangne Mand, blind som HERRENS Tjener?
20 — seeing many things, and thou observest not? With opened ears, he heareth not.
Meget saa han, men ænsed det ikke, trods aabne Ører hørte han ej.
21 Jehovah had delight [in him] for his righteousness' sake: he hath magnified the law, and made it honourable.
For sin Retfærds Skyld vilde HERREN løfte Loven til Højhed og Ære.
22 But this is a people robbed and spoiled; they are all of them snared in holes, and hidden in prison-houses; they are become a prey, and none delivereth, — a spoil, and none saith, Restore.
Men Folket er plyndret og hærget; de er alle bundet i Huler, skjult i Fangers Huse, til Ran blev de, ingen redder, til Plyndring, ingen siger: »Slip dem!«
23 Who among you will give ear to this, [who] will hearken and hear what is to come?
Hvem af jer vil lytte til dette, mærke sig og fremtidig høre det:
24 Who gave Jacob for a spoil, and Israel to the robbers? Did not Jehovah, he against whom we have sinned? And they would not walk in his ways, neither did they hearken unto his law.
Hvo hengav Jakob til Plyndring, gav Israel hen til Ransmænd? Mon ikke HERREN, mod hvem vi synded, hvis Veje de ej vilde vandre, hvis Lov de ikke hørte?
25 And he hath poured upon him the fury of his anger, and the strength of battle: and it set him on fire round about, yet he knew not; and it burned him, yet he took it not to heart.
Han udgød over det Harme, sin Vrede og Krigens Vælde; den luede om det, det ænsed det ej, den sved det, det tog sig det ikke til Hjerte.
